What music they make – October 8, 2011

“Listen to them – children of the night. What music they make!” Bram Stoker’s Dracula, 1897

No, we’re not talking about Bram’s book yet. We’ll get there. It’s just a little early. We already jumped ahead (ha!) with Ichabod and the Headless Horseman. We’ve got a whole month to fill.

We’re looking at the music of October.

For a very, very long time, my entire October soundtrack existed of one cd – Concrete Blonde’s Bloodletting. It has virtually nothing to do with October aside from the Vampire Song. Even that track doesn’t really say anything about October. But, until recently, we associated vampires with Halloween because they’re scary (those that don’t sparkle).

Over the years, I’ve expanded my October soundtracking bit by bit. A song here, a song there. An entire Van Morrison album.

Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies

And all the leaves on the trees are fallin’
To the sound of the breezes that blow
An’ I’m trying to please to the callin’
Of your heart strings that play soft and low

And all the nights magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?

Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can’t wait ’til the morning has come
And I know now the time is just right
And straight in to my arms you will run

And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you can’t hide
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?

Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies

And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I’m trying to please to the calling
Of your heart strings that play soft and low

And all the nights magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?

One more moon dance with you
In the moon light, on a magic night
All the moon light, on a magic night
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?